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The hallway outside of the honeymoon suite is the same as I remember and I laugh as Alexander opens the door and then scoops me up in his arms and carries me over the threshold.
“It’s customary,” he tells me with a straight face and I laugh.
“Yeah, for newlyweds. We haven’t held that status in a decade.”
“Let’s pretend,” he says, carrying me through the living room area and into the bedroom.
“I have a better idea. Let’s not leave the hotel room all weekend.”
“You’re brilliant. A true genius,” he says with a wide grin as he lays me out on the bed and cages me in with his arms.
“I know.”
“I love you, dear.”
“I know that, too,” I whisper against his lips.
Alexander laughs and then claims my mouth with his and gives me what I’ve always wanted.
A happily ever after.
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I hope that you loved reading For Better or Worse as much as I loved writing it! Be sure to check out the rest of the Vegas Vows seriesHere.
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TO LOVE & TO CHERISH
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What do you get when you add together Las Vegas, one bachelorette party from hell, and a sexy NFL player?
Emma Livingston is in purgatory. She’s been dragged to Las Vegas with her cousin and her awful friends for a bachelorette party. So far, she’s spent the entire time putting up with their mean taunts and snide comments, hiding in her hotel room with her Kindle whenever possible.
Then she bumps into Declan Mason.
Declan, their hometown hero, the NFL god, the guy that she’s always had a crush on.
When they run into each other again, she can’t deny the attraction is still there. When he appears to be just as interested in her as she is in him, it seems too good to be true.
Will Emma trust that this thing between them is the real deal? Or will her self-doubts get in the way of their new relationship?
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Emma
“Hurry up, Emma!”
I’m already hurrying, but I know better than to tell her that.
I’m on my hands and knees beside my lounge chair, scrambling to pack up my tote bag. My long cover-up keeps getting twisted around my legs as I shove everything into the bag.
I’m not even sure why I wore this down to the pool. I never set foot in the crystal clear water. I just hadn’t felt comfortable lying around in just my swimsuit. Not when I was here with my awful cousin and her even more terrible bridesmaids. They all were wearing their itty bitty bikini’s even though none of them got into the water, either.
They had said that they wanted to catch some sun and work on their tans but they had spent most of the time under the shade of the canopy. They just wanted to show off their bodies and have guys come over and hit on them.
I had done by best to ignore them.
